| Then they came in shapes and dreams
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| Visions wrapped in smoke and steam
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| Spoke to me in twisted tongues
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| Words that burned inside my lungs
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| Then they came to bring the end
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| Infiltrate and then transcend
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| Whispers from the dawn of time
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| Spiritual but not divine
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| Where is the meaning to all that’s left behind
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| If I walk down that path?
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| From the beginning, we kept our souls entwined
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| Alight in the aftermath
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| Then they came like rain and wind
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| Flesh can’t hold the truth within
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| There’s no guilt, no one to blame
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| Spirits travel without names
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| And if that flame enlightens me
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| Will it relieve me of my needs?
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| To come alive, free from existence
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| Escape the emptiness where I was born
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| Then they come as travelers through astral planes,
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| diverting time
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| The great unravelers of all that’s hidden in your mind
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| I lift my gaze into the fire beyond
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| This wondrous phase, it will not last for long
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| Embrace this dawn like I once held you
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| You’ll know before my time is due
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| Then they came at no small cost
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| They alone know what I’d lost
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| After birth communiqué
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| This time, fire lights the way
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| Where is the meaning to all that’s left behind
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| If I walk down that path?
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| From the beginning, we kept our souls entwined
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| Alight in the aftermath |